Rebirth Daily Immortal Cultivation

Chapter 302 Mysterious Method
So, do chickens have beriberi?

The answer is not important.

As soon as he said this question, Wu Xiaoqi immediately regretted it.

Because of Pang Jiao's movement of gnawing the chicken feet, it was a beat slower.

That beat was so obvious that Wu Xiaoqi's heart seemed to slow down a beat.

The surrounding time and space seemed to have stopped, Pang Jiaoda's mouth was full of broken chicken paw bones, and Wu Xiaoqi could see the bones.

And Pang Jiao, the man-eating gaze that is about to turn away.

How he thought, time goes back.

Once there was an opportunity to sleep well, but he didn't cherish it in front of him.

If God gave him another chance, Wu Xiaoqi swore that he would never say those words to this strong woman.

If there is another deadline, he will never say it in his life.

It's a pity that life is a game that cannot be reversed, just like Wu Xiaoqi's three-pointer on the basketball court.

Drop the ball without regret.

Wu Xiaoqi's thoughts couldn't pass the time after all, Pang Jiao's huge head turned around.

Pang Jiao swallowed the chicken feet in her mouth, raised her mobile phone, and slapped the table angrily.

"Boom!" A loud noise shook all directions.

Wu Xiaoqi's hair was hit by the blast.

The students who were close to him almost jumped up in fright!

"Ah!" Yu Wen and Jiang Yanan screamed, weak and helpless, which made Dong Qingfeng's heart soften.

Even Chen Qian, who was at the front, trembled slightly with his writing hand.

Wu Xiaoqi watched helplessly that there was a tiny crack on the solid wooden table surface, it wasn't a gap, it was an abyss that was about to explode.

He hugged the basketball even tighter in his hand. Only in this way can he bring some comfort.

Squad leader Huang Zhongfei stood up from the podium, looked this way, took a deep breath, and asked:
"Pang Jiao, what's wrong with you?"

Pang Jiao stared at Wu Xiaoqi: "He just wanted to do something to me!"

Huang Zhongfei: "What do you want?"

"I was eating chicken feet, and he asked me if the chicken had athlete's foot, squad leader, do you think I should slap him?" Pang Jiao put on an unforgiving attitude.

As expected, Pang Jiao's words caused waves, and there were whispers in the class.

Wang Longlong exclaimed: "Xiao Qi is so brave today, he dared to provoke Pang Jiao."

Guo Kunnan said: "Indeed, he usually dare not fart in front of Pang Jiao."

Everyone still remembers how arrogant Wu Xiaoqi was when he just transferred to Class 8, holding a basketball and shooting in the back row, creating a mess and causing people to complain.

As a result, since being at the same table with Pang Jiao, Wu Xiaoqi has restrained a lot.

"Evil people have to be tortured by wicked people." Guo Kunnan sighed.

Next to Wu Xiaoqi, Song Sheng was studying. He was analyzing a difficult math problem just now. He was halfway through his thoughts, but suddenly Pang Jiao messed with him, making him unable to get up or down.

Song Sheng was not in a good temper, he exited the study mode, and said angrily:

"Didn't they just say something about you? Are you using such a big temper?"

"Besides, the chicken doesn't think your mouth is smelly, so you're still worried about its beriberi?"

He came up with a personal attack.

Cursed!Wu Xiaoqi felt at ease, at this moment, he even felt that Song Sheng was his real brother.

Pang Jiao was furious, she pointed at Song Sheng and scolded, "You fat pig!"

Song Sheng's expression changed instantly.

Zhang Yifei jumped out and slapped her upside down: "Song Sheng, didn't my sister Jiao just say something to you?"

"Look at your face, it's like digging coal."

"Why don't big men have a little tolerance?"

After finishing speaking, Zhang Yifei's face in Chinese characters was full of complacency. This is the art of language, and the sisters must look at her with admiration.

Song Sheng was scolded by Pang Jiao first, and then by Zhang Yifei's yin and yang, he was suffocated.

Who is he, he is the Overlord Song Sheng!
Song Sheng stared at Pang Jiao's huge body, and he cursed: "You are the fat pig, dead fat pig, you are heavier than me!"

Pang Jiao hated being told about her weight the most in her life, so she opened her mouth and said, "Fuck your mother, I'm not as heavy as you!"

Song Sheng: "You are heavier than me!"

Pang Jiao: "You are heavy, you are heavy, you are heavy!"

The two shelled Wu Xiaoqi again from a distance.

Wu Xiaoqi was in a dilemma, like the sandwich inside a sandwich biscuit, suddenly, he was blessed to his heart: "I'm okay? '

Song Sheng and Pang Jiao scolded fiercely, and Zhang Yifei, who was on the side, stepped in to help from time to time, and the whole classroom was full of noise from the three of them spraying each other.

Squad leader Huang Zhongfei was standing on the podium, completely unable to stop him, his voice had already been drowned out.

On the south side of the classroom, Bai Yuxia silently took out the earphones, gracefully untied the cords of the earphones, put them in her ears calmly, and continued to read.

Chen Siyu at the same table did not have her awareness, she concentrated on watching the fierce battle.

Someone in the back row fished in troubled waters and shouted: "Fight, fight!"

"The gentleman is silent!"

The scolding battle between Song Sheng and Pang Jiao miraculously did not go astray, and it still revolved around obesity.

At this time, Cui Yu burst out of the small universe, and he yelled:
"I know who is fat!"

As soon as these words came out, Song Sheng, Pang Jiao, and Zhang Yifei all looked at her.

The focus of the class is on Cui Yu.

Cui Yu knew that it was his turn to perform, so he straightened his collar and hair, and then cleared his throat in a pretentious manner.

Pang Jiao stared at him ferociously: "Cui Yu, if you don't give me an explanation today, I will tear you apart!"

Cui Yu had fought against Pang Jiao before, and he had an experience. He was not that afraid, and if he dared to make a move, it proved that he was certain.

He said: "Yuzhu, Yuzhu, where is your scale, come and weigh them!"

Huang Yuzhu is a strange person from the 8th class, he has everything there, a small name, according to Cui Yu's thinking, it is destined to be easy.

However, Huang Yuzhu showed a look of embarrassment, he said embarrassedly:
"My scale can only weigh a dozen catties at most."

The kind that can weigh one or two hundred catties, Huang Yuzhu has it at home, but it is too big for him to move here.

Cui Yu was stunned.

The jade pillar that has been tried and tried a hundred times doesn't work.

"Cui Yu!" Pang Jiao called out to him like a ghost.

In a panic, Cui Yu's brain cells turned rapidly, and suddenly, the clouds and the sun appeared, and he thought of it!
Cui Yu said calmly: "It was just a small mistake just now, I have a way to compare your weight."

He pointed to the window over there:

"Look at the protrusion on the edge of the window. We can put the desk on it. You two, one sits on one side of the desk and the other sits on the other side of the desk. Using the principle of a seesaw, can't you tell who is heavier and who is lighter? ?"

After saying this, Cui Yu couldn't help feeling, what the hell, he is simply a peerless genius that can be counted throughout the ages.

In ancient times, there was "Cao Chong weighed elephants", and now there is Cui Yu weighing classmates!
Compared with the predecessors in the textbooks, I am afraid that he is the only one who can do it!

I am a great talent!
After hearing this, Wang Longlong in the back row thought for a while and said, "Don't talk about it, this method will work."

Ma Shicheng: "If you can ensure that the middle of the desk is pressed against the window sill, it is indeed possible."

Cui Yu's method has been approved by most of the students.

Next, is to choose the window.

The students looked towards the south together, and first locked on the windows beside Jiang Ning and Xue Yuantong.

But everyone only stared at it for a few seconds, then looked away, and did not move their desks very uniformly.

His gaze continued to move backwards, and Miao Zhe in the back row was also sitting close to the window.

After seeing this scene, he understood what everyone meant.

Facing the former tablemate and Pang Jiao, no one in this class knew Pang Jiao better than Miao Zhe.

Every time he got out of his seat before, he could always clearly feel Pang Jiao's tiger-like back.

Miao Zhe didn't say no, at this moment, he would like to be beautiful.

Miao Zhe got up and moved the books in the table hole to the stool, leaving a long table free.

"Let's go!" Pang Jiao had to compete with Song Sheng today.

The students in the class cheered and rushed to the back row.

Song Sheng moved his hands and sent the desk to the window edge.

One end of the desk is in the corridor outside the window, and the other end is in the classroom.

Cui Yu witnessed the weighing plan planned by him, and he couldn't help but feel proud. It's really cool that talking about it has become a big event.

Pang Jiao led her sisters to the corridor, while Song Sheng stayed in the classroom.

Wang Longlong gestured, and there was a raised white window frame on the window sill.

The position where the desk is in contact with the window frame is determined to be in the middle.

"Okay, let's start, I will be the commentator for this game." Wang Longlong rolled his book into a stick.

Cui Yu was surprised: "Can this also be explained?"

Wang Longlong waved: "Please take the players from both sides. This is a 1V1 limited match between men and women."

"First of all, I invited player Song Sheng to come on stage, the referee, what are you doing in a daze, prepare a stool for the player?"

Cui Yu moved the stool.

Song Sheng stepped on the stool aggressively with his strong legs.

Wang Longlong: "Pang Jiao, hurry up and take your seat!"

With the help of sisters Zhang Yifei, Li Shengnan and others, Pang Jiao also stepped on the stool.

Song Sheng and Pang Jiao, across the window, seemed to emit laser rays from their eyes.

"Get ready!" Wang Longlong shouted.

"Down!"

Song Sheng and Pang Jiao stepped onto the desk at the same time.

Cui Yu clenched his hands tightly, and the students in the class did the same. Everyone was looking forward to the result.

Squad leader Huang Zhongfei stood melancholy outside the crowd, what is this?
Wu Xiaoqi was very close, and he heard the painful whine from the desk, as if he was asking for help!
'Desk Seesaw' finally formed.

At this moment, a familiar figure appeared at the end of the corridor.

The grade director, Mr. Yan, saw this scene as soon as he went up to the second floor.

Teacher Yan yelled, "What are you doing!"

He ran over here.

Wang Longlong held the microphone: "Oops, there is a situation, the game is cancelled!"

"Quick, come down!"

However, at this time, Song Sheng and Pang Jiao were sitting on one end of the seesaw on the desk. The seesaw swayed up and down due to uneven force, and it was difficult to get off like a lonely boat in the rough sea.

When Mr. Yan came, he saw two fat men shaking and playing on the seesaw in front of him.

A look of good times.

Teacher Yan's face turned green with anger, and his voice trembled: "What are you doing?"

The two of them couldn't think of an excuse for a while, and Wang Longlong next to him quickly answered:
"Teacher, they are studying physics!"

Teacher Yan glared at Wang Longlong viciously. He has been the teaching director for so many years, what excuse has he never heard?
Teacher Yan stretched out his hand roughly, and Pang Jiao ripped it off.

Pang Jiao almost lost her footing, staggered two steps, and Jiao Didi roared: "Teacher, I've sprained my ankle!"

Teacher Yan's morality is countless times higher than that of Gao Heshuai. He drank:
"Even if you have a broken leg, you still have to follow me to the office!"

"And you, come out together!" He pointed at Song Sheng.

"The rest of you, go back to your seat and study by yourself!"

Teacher Yan took the two of them away.

The students in Class 8 were left silent for a while, and the students stared wide-eyed, not knowing what to do.

Wang Longlong said: "Brother Cui, you are still awesome, send them both away with one move!"

Cui Yu was stunned for a moment, but after thinking about it carefully, it was true.

……

After Song Sheng and Pang Jiao left, the last class in the afternoon ended in a strange atmosphere.

Everyone went to practice Tai Chi in front of the teaching building.

Jiang Ning and Xue Yuantong went home for dinner, and Aunt Gu had already prepared the meal.

Dinner is rice made from Lingmi, and the dish is boiled pork slices in a big pot.

Aunt Gu's cooking skills are getting better and better, and the meat slices are especially good for rice.

Xue Yuantong ate two and a half bowls.

After eating, she tasted a few pieces of sweet and delicious watermelon, and narrowed her eyes comfortably.

Afterwards, Xue Yuantong dragged his small body, got on Jiang Ning's mountain bike, and followed him to school.

This is Xue Yuantong's wonderful life.

……

After school in the afternoon, Ma Shicheng and Wang Longlong finished Tai Chi practice step by step, and came back with food.

They thought the classroom was too boring, so they went to the corridor to eat.

Looking down at the campus while eating, watching the students coming and going, especially the beautiful girls, is a beautiful thing.

Wang Longlong eats moon buns, Ma Shicheng eats meat buns, and Cui Yu sticks bamboo sticks into his sauce-flavored cakes.

Hu Jun took a sip of the oden he bought, moist, really moist!

He thought of the aunt who sold oden.

Wang Longlong's mouth became dry after eating, and he took a sip of water, which was pure water from the classroom.

It's not that he can't afford porridge or other drinks, but Wang Longlong likes pure water with spicy moon buns.

As soon as he took a sip of water, he heard Cui Yu: "Damn it?"

"What's the matter?" Wang Longlong followed his eyes and saw a boy and a girl standing in front of the teaching building with badminton rackets, ready to play.

The man is ugly and can be ignored, the key is the girl.

The girl is close to 1.7 meters tall, and her development is quite good, and her range of motion in badminton is quite large.

She swung the racket, and the badminton flew out, but the eyes of the students were not on the badminton, but followed other things.

Cui Yu was excited: "Nimma, this is too big!"

"Brother Gui, Brother Gui, look quickly!" He shook Meng Gui beside him.

Meng Gui closed his eyes and realized the Tao, he was not moved, he is a person who cultivates his mind.

Cui Yu had no choice but to move Meng Gui's head, aim at the female classmate downstairs, and then open his eyes.

Meng Gui was very impatient at first, but after just one glance, he couldn't move his eyes away.

Not only Cui Yu and the others from Class 8, but also Class 9 and Class 10 next door also found out. Everyone called for friends, and after a while, the entire corridor was full of onlookers.

Yu Wen came up from the stairs, seeing such a battle, she wondered: "What are you doing?"

Cui Yu was excited: "Watching the ball."

When there are too many onlookers, and he is a young man with a lot of blood, he is easy to boo.

Someone shouted: "Good ball, good ball!"

"Good shot, another one!"

After a while, someone roared, and the voice became one.

"Strike, strike!"

After a man and a woman downstairs heard it, they continued to play.

After a while, the students in the opposite teaching building heard the momentum, and they yelled at the windows:
"Good shot, good shot!"

All of a sudden, the momentum was moving.

Wang Longlong and Ma Shicheng didn't get involved, they were still eating.

Wang Longlong heard the movement from around, he said:
"Brother Ma, in this situation, I want to sing a poem."

Ma Shicheng said: "You read it."

Wang Longlong: "The apes on both sides of the strait can't help crying..."

(End of this chapter)